Dragon Poor

The aftermath of the devastating flame and the holy god's shield colliding in the vicinity was overwhelming.

Kuaaaa.

The unfiltered flames of Divine Shield sweep through the vicinity, and the meadow exposed to enormous temperatures has been devastated beyond recognition.

The grass burns up, leaving nothing behind, and even the rocks melt in a terrible fever. The grasslands are completely burnt down, but the flames do not subside.

Glug-ug-ug.

Hundreds of meters of holes and flames still burning in the aftermath of the crash.

It was as if hell had come to this world.

At its heart was a warrior who was beaten with an authentic flame.

Fluffy.

The warrior kneels.

The armor of the holy god surrounding my whole body melted everywhere, and my red skin was not as good as it would melt right away. There was not a single hair left, so it looked hideous.

Ordinary people would have died with a hundred fatalities, a terrible injury, but not ordinary men.

“Turn it off…. ”

It was a horrific mortal that wouldn't be strange to die right now, but the warrior was still alive.

However, if we let it go, even a warrior with the life force of a cockroach would have to die.

And fortunately, the warrior was not alone.

["I am the resurrection and the life," says God. "He who follows me will die and not die!"]

A source of divine strength for warriors, a holy leader who thinks and acts alone, and by the feet of a sword.

[Divine Word - Regeneration!]

The resurrection spell, chanted by the sword, gave a new life to the body of the warrior that was about to collapse.

A white saffron rose quickly over the skin that had ripened red and faded, and the hair that was not left to burn grew black.

In the blink of an eye, the completely damaged body regenerated in an instant.

So the warrior was perfectly resurrected just before death.

But the crisis of the warrior was not over, so the dragon, who was staggering back and forth in a massive energy collision, was approaching again.

[Divine Shield! Divine Shield! Divine Shield!]

The sword casts a series of urgent defensive spells. There were three membranes that blocked between the warrior and the dragon.

Wake up!]

I cast a defensive spell as urgently as I could, but it was not complete. The resurrection spell I just used caused me to consume so much energy. Devine Shield is in danger of waking up soon.

Wake up, warrior!]

The warrior is summoned once again.

“Ah…. ”

The warrior's closed eyes sparkle.

“Huh? Why am I here...? ”

[Warrior! We're running out of time! Hurry up and give me strength...]

Qajik.

The first film was broken.

“Where's Grandpa? He must have been calling me.... ”

[This is no time for nonsense! Brace yourself! Brace yourselves!]

But the warrior only blinked if he still hadn't regained consciousness.

Boom.

The dragon's fist breaks the second membrane.

“Hiic! What the hell! ”

[Brave! Leave me in charge of the flesh! I'll save you!]

A fearful warrior steps back in front of the fierce force of the dragon.

“No! That's you! Why are you... ”

[One answer is enough. So hurry... Oh my... It's too late.]

Quasizig.

The dragon finally rips the third membrane and reaches out.

[All the thousand years of salutations of God have been destroyed.]]

The voice of the sword was full of emptiness.

Now the great hand of the dragon is almost torn apart by the naked warrior's flesh, and the warrior is still dumbfounded, unable to understand the situation.

The crisis of dismemberment, a miracle happened at that moment.

A vast electric dragon that never stops until it bites its opponent's neck is stopped right in front of it.

Saaaa.

The dragon's aura begins to subside noticeably. And at some point, not even a single point of energy disappeared.

“Sir?”

The dragon that was surrounded by golden scales no longer exists in the world.

“You okay?"

Just there was Kim Sun-hyuk who was concerned about his brother's comfort.

* *

In fact, Kim Sun-hyuk never thought that Park Jun-min would be this helpless after pulling out a vast dragon's womb.

No matter what anyone said, Park Jun-min was a perfect warrior who raised the sword completely.

But after the battle, the warrior was weaker than he thought.

If I hadn't desperately drowned the struggle of the dragon, I would have killed my dear brother myself.

“It's okay. I don't have the strength. I don't think there's any damage. ”

Whether it was just words or not, Park Joon-min who was limp didn't seem as energetic as he was. I was completely exhausted and had a hard time sticking my hands.

“Oh, shut up. Oh, I'm not talking to you. Oh, come on! ”

I didn't have to listen to what he had to say. They will be protesting against the one who almost killed their only master.

“Tell her I'm sorry. This is all my fault. ”

There was an excuse.

He had no idea that the strength of the warrior who would have grown steadily while he was in the west was only this much.

Nevertheless, he could not make excuses.

“And I'm really sorry for you. ”

“No, sir. You're not dead anyway. I didn't mean to kill him. ”

The warrior doesn't look like much. No, it wasn't a problem.

“But I don't really remember what happened. ”

The warrior doesn't remember what just happened. It looked as if the screws had loosened without knowing where they were.

“What?"

“Ah. I have something to tell you. Don't you swear at him. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk, who was unhappy, kindly followed the warrior's lead and touched the blade of his foot.

[Dragon's pet. This made the warrior pay a tremendous price. This is an irreversible bone pain loss during a time when the Demon King's power grows strong.]

“I'm sorry. This is my fault. ”

[The warrior has just been leveled down in exchange for an order of regeneration.]

The swordsman frightens the warrior.

“What? Hold on. What the... ”

A warrior scouring through the air screams, checking the status quo for a moment.

“Again! I've fallen to level 3 again! This is how you level up! ”

Kim Sun-hyuk froze as it was. It was ridiculous that the level had dropped, but there was something more bothering me.

“Again?"

Park Jun-min blabbered as if this was not the first time.

“Oh! I've done this a few times before. I was out of level then... ”

Kim Sun-hyuk's face turned cold.

A warrior who would have fought countless battles, nevertheless, his strength was weaker than he thought.

And now the warrior has dropped level and said this is not the first time.

“Tell me more. I don't know what that means. ”

“Actually, I don't have to go into detail. I had a few tough fights, but I was getting lower levels every time. because I don't remember it at all. I just said it was a tough fight. ”

Park Jun-min said, Kim Sun-hyuk's expression became even cooler.

“How many times is that? ”

“Once or twice? ”

He gritted his teeth because he was lazy.

“Son of a bitch…. ”

Suddenly, the warrior's eyes widen with his blasphemy.

“Brother, why are you suddenly cursing...? ”

Kim Sun-hyuk ignored the warrior and grabbed hold of the blade tightly. Blood splattered from his hands, but he didn't show much.

I just stared at the sword with bloodshot eyes, angry as if to the tip of my head.

“You bastard. What did you do to Joon-min? ”

[…….]

The sword does not answer.

“Tell me! What is an apostle of God, a holy Indian! ”

“Brother. What's the matter with you...? ”

He shouted as he watched Park Joon-min who dried himself up with a frowny face.

“You idiot! You died four times! ”

I never would have known if I hadn't seen it myself. I wouldn't have imagined it if I hadn't made Joon-min poor myself today.

“Oh?”

“This vile sword means you've died four times and you're pretending not to know it! ”

The warrior could not understand him easily.

“Am I dying? Four times?"

Suddenly, the warrior grips his head and distorts his face.

“Die? Me? Right... I, I... ”

The struggling warrior was horrifying, as if he had remembered something terrible.

“My head was cut off and my arms and legs were torn off.... ”

Park Jun-min, who was muttering like a madman, opened his mouth and his eyes turned white.

Pot.

At that moment, the sword raises a white white glow and the warrior collapses.

“Joon-min!"

[I just fell asleep for a while.]

Kim Sun-hyuk was able to sigh of relief only after checking that the warrior's breasts were going up and down regularly.

“You son of a... ”

But only for a moment, he grabbed the sword with a fiery face.

[The human mind is too weak. A warrior is not strong enough to endure his own death.]

I had the audacity to ignore it.

[I was just trying to protect the warrior.]

The sword that concealed the fact that my master had died four times was an excuse to the end.

“Ha…. ”

I felt like I was cooling down because my anger had reached the extreme.

“Don't bullshit me. ”

A proper Indian would have to lead a warrior not to die. But the sword did not.

Rather, they erased death from the warrior's mind and urged him to continue their reckless struggle. As a result, the warrior has been killed several times and even his level has dropped.

It was an incomprehensible execution. Even if the sword had the power to raise the warriors again from the dead, there was no reason to crowd them while cutting the level.

[Dragon's pet. You and a warrior weigh different things. Your justice is admitted, but the path of evil a warrior must tread is many times tougher and more difficult.]

“Is that why you did it? If I die, I can bring him back to life. Jun-min, who knows nothing, will fight if he dies again? ”

[The Demon King has the Fragment of Chaos. And he was reaching out his black hand towards this world. By comparison, even the Demon King's minions struggled, rather than completely Awakening me.]

The sword said.

[Human Hope. Faith. Hope. Your shadow is too big to be a warrior. I had to put it back. Only then could a warrior be complete.]

Everyone who started the war with the Demon King realized the existence of the warrior and had to rely on it to have a complete Awakening.

The Sword did not obstruct the means and means to do so. Pushing a warrior into the most dangerous and desperate battlefield and even his death in exchange for victory earned the praise of the people.

And as a result, the sword is fully awake, but the warrior is weakened.

“Stupid! You're trying to defeat the Demon King with such power! ”

[Fighting the opponent and the opponent is not determined only by the advantage of strength, but the warrior has now met the minimum requirements.]

His face turns white with the words of the sword.

“If only you could take care of the Demon King, no matter what happens to Joon-min... ”

[…….]

The sword does not answer. But Kim Sun-hyuk felt even more frightened.

“You son of a... ”

[There is only one mission that God has given him, so he….]

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! It's your mission, it's your destiny, and don't bullshit me! What's the difference between you and the pieces of chaos? ”

Just as the Fragment of Chaos provoked the Demon King to work, so did the Sword. The leader of the good and holy God that he had thought of did not exist in this world.

“I'm warning you.”

The power of the sleeping dragon explodes once more.

“If you're willing to sacrifice Joon-min, I'll cut your body in half right here. ”

[The great will of God is not something that man can do on his own accord, so even if you are, I will find myself again.]

Kim Sun-hyuk, who brought out the womb of the dragon again, grabbed the sword with both hands.

“Well, what about this? ”

The golden stands at the grip of a dragon strike the day with an evil grip.

“Split your torso into dozens of pieces and scatter it all over the cracked continent. If you take all of them to a place where Joon-Min can't find them. ”

[Dare to disobey God's work....]

“You don't think I can do it? ”

The sword, which was haughty all the way to the end, called out in a slow, urgent voice.

Stop!]

Now that the owner is exhausted and unconscious, the sword is no longer vulnerable to external threats, and the dragon is strong enough to carve the sword.

The sword trembles with fear.